In the early 2000s when I was playing EverQuest like it was my job (~50hr/wk, I’m embarassed to say) I would have a couple recurrent dreams of being a character in EverQuest. The first I was being chased by Cazel (a named sand giant) through a zone called Oasis of Mar. In the second, a griffin was being pulled to the East Commons tunnel (big trading hub in the early days of EverQuest) and I kept dropping my bags trying to run away.

Milk, the best way to hydrate.